In a world where names have power and the name you are given gives you a specific and unique ability. What happens when a woman can remember all of her past lives and they all happen to be famous for one skill or another.
Demetiry was a master thief that only stole relics that kill their owners. One day while stealing one such relic someone decides to end her. Demetiry manages to kill her but not before she is severely wounded. As her last act she breaks the relic rendering its curse useless. Or did it? She wakes up to 4 voices with a sinister laugh and a screen saying game over want to try again? When she hit try again, she felt her soul transfer over to a new one that was just being born. When she got reborn several voices started talking to her and lives flowed into her head that she was sure she never lived. He looked past her new mother’s face to see a Blood Moon Eclipse.
She knew she was no longer in her universe, but this universe had its own problems. Will she be the hero and fix everything? Or the demon that decides to destroy the world? Or will she forge her own path in this god forsaken world.

Past Life Gamer

 We’ve been here for a week they finished the repairs on the second day. I have been working with the entire smith shop so they can learn how to make katanas as well as other Japanese blades. They’ve even started trying to work the techniques into their blades. They have yet to succeed in making the new blades but they’re trying. But I have been feeling hateful glairs every time I’m on the street they follow me where ever I go. I ignore them as much as possible but its hard to do when you’re trying to concentrate on something else. In fact, it seems to amplify it. 


 I sighed as I was working on a new set of gauntlets as the glairs dug into my back. I wished that they would just yell at me or something instead of glaring at me. Though I felt the atmosphere change meaning smoothing is going to happen today, but I couldn’t pinpoint the cause. 


 “Hay am I doing this correctly?” Shouted one of the apprentices. 


Chapter 24 Sadness